After all, rather than randomly guessing the identity of Ms. Ikuko, it would be better to summon her directly to meet her.

After writing down his wish to "meet Miss Ikuko", Qi Jiu turned the Ema over. He thought for a moment and then wrote down the price——

"Negotiable"

Qin Rang, who was watching on the sidelines, was shocked: "...By the way, your price...is it really okay?"

Qi Jiu shrugged: "Miss Yuzi and I are not familiar with each other, and I don't know what the other party wants. Can't we meet and understand each other first, and then negotiate terms?"

Qin Rang was speechless: "..."

Good guy, this is the first time he has seen someone write "negotiable" on the price when making a deal with evil spirits. This is not a salary negotiation with HR!

"Let's meet and talk. I think it will be beneficial to both parties in the transaction." Qi Gu said in a matter-of-fact tone.

He dared to offer such outrageous conditions as "face to face negotiation" with Miss Ikuko. Firstly, he really didn't understand the evil spirit hiding behind the evil spirit. Secondly, he was sure that Miss Ikuko would agree to the request to meet, no matter what the price he wrote.

Appear.

After all, he had already called the evil spirit "Miss Ikuko" by his name. Wouldn't the evil spirit be curious about how he knew?

Qin Rang picked up a piece of Ema with hesitation on his face: "It's my turn..."

There is only a black Ema in the shrine that is contaminated by resentment, but he is not willing to make a deal with evil spirits.

But if they don't do this, they will not be able to leave the shrine smoothly due to the rules...

Just when Qin Rang was in trouble, Qi Jiu said categorically: "You don't have to make a wish."

As he spoke, he threw away the black Ema in Qin Rang's hand.

Qin Rang was confused and said in confusion: "Eh? Really? But the rules don't say..."

"The rules only say that after entering the shrine, tourists should take their own Ema and write down their wishes, but it does not emphasize that every passenger should do so. I think as long as some of the tourists entering the shrine do so, it is in compliance with the rules." Qi

The researcher reminded.

Qin Rang was startled, and suddenly said: "...That's right, the rules don't say it's everyone!"

Since the dungeon can set traps for word games for them, they can also exploit loopholes in the text of the dungeon rules.

If it doesn't work at that time, he can just think of a way to make a wish, save whatever he can, and try to minimize risks and losses.

Qi Jiu tied the black Ema with written wishes on it with a red rope bell, then raised his toes slightly and hung it on the top of the prayer stand.

Qin Rang suddenly remembered something and took out Granny Wenquan's spell pendant and gave it back to Qi Qiu: "I think you should keep it. You made a deal with evil spirits, which is more dangerous..."

Qi Kui accepted the pendant: "That's okay."

"Ding-a-ling, jingle-"

At this moment, the night fog in the shrine courtyard was lifted up by the wind, and the thick white color instantly obscured Qi Qiu's sight. He felt like he was sinking into a white swamp, and everything around him was swallowed up by the thick fog in an instant and disappeared.

"Ding-a-ling-ring, jingle-a-ling-a-ling..."

The bells of the painted horses on the praying frame kept ringing one after another, joining together like a wave in the thick white. The moist white mist also turned into countless gray noise spots. The sharp bell sound wrapped around the countless noise spots on the pavement. In order to prevent the pleasure value

Falling down, Qi Ku quickly closed his eyes.

It wasn't until he felt the noise receding, the sharp ringing gradually weakening, and the strange smell of powder and the faint smell of blood replacing the smell of burning that Qi Zu slowly opened his eyes.

The intense red color rushed towards his face, and Qi Jiu was standing on a long corridor filled with grotesque ukiyo-e paintings.

He was in a daze for only half a second before he realized that he was now in the illusion created by the evil spirits of the shrine - "The House of Yu".

The wall at the end of the corridor turned into a semi-transparent shoji door. The candlelight flickered inside the paper door, and the silhouette of a woman in costume and with her hair pulled up high appeared behind the door.

Unlike the previous two dreams, the woman behind the door neither had a pipe nor a cat.

Although it was just a blurry silhouette, Qi Zhu was almost certain in his heart that Miss Ikuko was not that guy.

His heartbeat, which had become faster, also calmed down in an instant. It was undeniable that he was a little disappointed for no reason.

It seemed that Miss Ikuko's clue was more complicated than he expected.

Qi Qiu quickly digested his emotions. He took two steps forward and knocked softly on the shoji door at the end of the corridor: "Excuse me, I'm here to attend Miss Ikuko's appointment."

After knocking on the door, he politely stepped back and waited for a response.

The tense silence lasted for two seconds.

With a "creak" sound, the shoji door was finally pushed open from the inside.

A beautiful woman dressed as an oiran was sitting inside the door. She was holding a round fan stained red with blood, covering half of her face with the fan.

It's definitely not that guy...

The last glimmer of hope in Qi Jiu's heart was extinguished, and he lowered his eyelids slightly while wearing a nengmian.

The well-dressed oiran looked at him for a moment: "Do you know me?"

Qi Jiu: "Yes, I heard about you from other guests."

Miss Ikuko: "Why do you want to see me?"

Qi Jiu: "I think there should be no one who doesn't want to see you."

Miss Ikuko was stunned for a moment, then giggled: "You're funny, no one has ever written a wish to meet me on the Ema, and no one has written "negotiable" on the price."

Her sharp laughter stung Qi Jiu's eardrums, and Qi Jiu's pleasure level also began to show signs of declining.

But Qi Jiu still said calmly: "But you are still willing to see me, right?"

Miss Ikuko laughed so hard that her shoulders shook slightly, and the hairpin in her bun jingled as she shook it: "Tell me, why did you see me?"

Qi Gu got straight to the point and asked: "I want to know why you are trapped in the shrine."

The smile on Miss Ikuko's face froze instantly. She lowered her eyelids sadly. After a while, she pressed her pale hand on her belly and said in a crying voice: "Because I am pregnant with the Wu family's child, and the Wu family does not

They want to completely erase this scandal and my existence, so they can only use a fire to burn me and my children to death here."

Qi Qiu raised his eyelids again and looked at Miss Ikuko. The oiran with heavy makeup lowered her eyelids sadly, and the blood-stained fan always covered the lower half of her face.

On the handle of the uchiwa fan hangs the same red thread bell of Ema style.

Qi Chu also noticed that Miss Ikuko also had the same red thread wrapped around her fingers, which reminded him of a puppet master who manipulated dolls.

"The fire destroyed everything. Later, the business in the hot spring street gradually became deserted. Times changed. In the end, the flower street that was once prosperous became a tourist resort. This "Ikunoya" was transformed into a shrine. My soul also changed.

Trapped here for eternity."

As if recalling the painful past, Miss Ikuko sobbed softly.

The story of an oiran being killed because she was pregnant with the child of a high-ranking person sounded reasonable, even too reasonable, but it made Qi Gu suspicious.

After all, in the description of the filthy things in the pond, Miss Ikuko is not such a weak and infatuated woman.

"I'm sorry," Qi Jiu continued to ask without revealing his suspicions, "After the fire, has the evil fire here been spreading to this day?"

Miss Ikuko was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's right, because my resentment is trapped here, this fire will never be extinguished."

As she spoke, she secretly glanced at Qi Qiu through the blood-stained fan.

But Qi Jiu was wearing a "Sixteen" mask, so she couldn't see the young man's expression clearly.

Qi Jiu continued to ask calmly: "Can you tell me why you chose Xiaomi?"

Miss Ikuko was stunned for a moment and narrowed her eyes slightly when looking at Qi Qiu: "Are you talking about the poor child with strong energy and whose mother has passed away? She took the initiative to dedicate herself to me, so... unexpected

It just happened.”

Qi Jiu remained silent. Can this accident really be summed up as an "accident"?

Regardless of whether Miss Ikuko's life experience is true or not, her words confirm what Qi Gu has always suspected: because of the strong resentment acting as a burning object, the fire in Flower Street a hundred years ago turned into an endless yin fire, which has been burning here.

The hot spring street is burning unseen.

Xiaomi, who was born with psychic abilities, made a deal with Miss Ikuko. Miss Ikuko used her energy field as a connection to lead the centuries-old Yin Fire to the real hot spring street, thus causing the twenty-year-old incident on New Year's Eve.

A tragic fire that killed one person.

The fire in Flower Street a hundred years ago was the "cause" of the accident at the hot spring street, and the New Year's Eve fire in the hotel was the "effect".

Xiaomi's transaction is the "key" that connects this cause and effect.

To truly prevent the coming fire accident, there are only two options: either solve the "key" that connects the cause and effect, or fundamentally cut off the "cause" of the year.

As for why Miss Ikuko did this, Qi Gu speculated that she might need to use the power of others to swallow the lives of living people to maintain her own continuation.

For example, through this accident, Yin Fire was used to cause the accident, thus transforming the lives of twenty-one tourists into stronger resentment to sustain themselves, and at the same time making the dead tourists become their own ghosts.

Seeing that Qi Jiu was silent, Miss Ikuko suddenly giggled and said, "I have already met your conditions. After meeting you, shouldn't you fulfill your obligations and provide me with the price?"

Qi Jiu got to the point: "What do you want from me?"

Miss Ikuko seemed to have been waiting for his words. She glanced at Qi Jiu's exposed neck, swallowed secretly, and lowered her gaze pitifully: "Let me take a sip of your blood, and I may be able to recover."

With the strength to break away from the suppression of the shrine, the resentment that has grown in my spiritual body over the years will also dissipate. In this way, this yin fire that has been burning for hundreds of years can be dissipated..."

Qi Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Is this enough?"

Miss Yuzi smiled bitterly and peeked at Qi Kui with her peripheral vision: "I don't have too many extravagant hopes."

A brief silence.
To be continued...